As you sprinted through the streets with your stolen loot, confusion gripped you.

Since when does Scepter 4 deal with ordinary thieves? You wondered. The police must have been desperate to involve them.

A man was hurling knives your way, but you deftly avoided each attack, feeling the rush of adrenaline with every dodge.

"Damn it!" Fushimi’s voice cut through the chaos, filled with frustration.

Without warning, a red-haired boy on a skateboard skidded into your path.

“Kusanagi, I found them!” Yata shouted, eyes locked on you.

In a split second, you leaped over Yata, the breeze from his movement brushing your face, and continued your escape. The realization hit you hard.

HOMRA too!? The intensity of the situation surged as you realized you were caught between two rival factions, each determined to get their hands on you. The night had become a battleground, and your chances of slipping away were growing slimmer by the second.